The Nuclear Jets
Quiet around the aquamarine park
In Clarin
I see dolphins playing
Up to the skies
The nuclear jets are roaring
Toward Iraq moving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Quiet around the aquamarine park
In Clarin
I see dolphins playing
Up to the skies
The nuclear jets are roaring
Toward Iraq moving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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